The night of winter is very cold, especially in the early hours of the morning, the temperature is bitingly low, she can't imagine how Mu Jingchen survived in order to accompany her. , the latest chapter access: ШШШ.79xs.СоМ .

Xia Yimo followed Shen Suixin in a daze, walked to the sofa in the living room, Mu Jingchen saw that her expression was wrong, walked up to her, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Son, you and Momo go to see the gifts that your mother has prepared for you!" Shen Suixin didn't know and said with a smile.

Mu Jingchen's face changed strangely, Xia Yimo quickly smiled and took his hand, "Mu Jingchen, let's go and see......" His expression was a little panicked, his heart was a little 'chaotic', his heartbeat changed, and his pace was 'chaotic'.

It turned out that after the incident the night before, Mu Jingchen not only called her until the phone was turned off, but also kept guarding her, his physical fitness was so good, but because of her, he had a high fever......

The night before yesterday, how cold it was!

"Mu Jingchen, where were you the night before yesterday?" Xia Yimo clasped his hand, walked on the stairs, and asked angrily.

Mu Jingchen's eyes moved: "Home." ”

"Liar!" Xia Yimo clenched his big hand and shouted angrily.

Mu Jingchen frowned slightly: "...... My mom told you? ”

"If Aunt Mu doesn't tell me, will you never let me know that you had a high fever last night because of me?" Distressed and resentful, Xia Yimo shook off his hand, pushed his little hand around his waist, and ran to the front.

"I was distressed."

Mu Jingchen glanced at the hand that was thrown away, the corners of his 'lips' were slightly hooked into his 'pants' pocket, and he followed coolly: "Xia Yimo, wait for me!" ”

On the sofa downstairs, the two mothers looked at the small movements of the two of them and smiled at each other.

"Momo is sometimes very stubborn, and she wants Xiao Chen to let her." Ye Shi'an said.

Shen Suixin didn't favor Mu Jingchen at all, and said as a matter of course: "That must be, no matter who is right or wrong, Xiao Chen is so tall and Xiaomomo, you must bow your head first!" ”

Is this really my own mother?

"There is a son who doesn't have to worry about anything, in fact, he is very tired, he doesn't seem to lack anything, Cheng Jue and I don't know what our son wants, we only know that Young Master Xiaochen has a big temper and is invincible. But when I see Xiao Momo together, he will laugh, worry, be anxious, and lose control of his emotions, this is the son I want to see the most. ”

Bedroom on the floor.

Mu Jingchen grabbed Xia Yimo and coaxed with a light smile: "I won't be blowing the wind downstairs in the middle of the night in the future!" ”

Hair!!

Mu Jingchen just said blowing the wind!

Xia Yimo's eyes widened suddenly, smiled predictably, and showed her little white teeth: "Mu Jingchen, blowing the wind?" You're still holding the car window? ”

“...... Did you hear me wrong, did I say it? "Someone bummerily denied it.

But with a little fist, Xiaoyu smashed him lightly: "You said it!" I'm going to beat your 'chest' with my little fist, you actually blow the cold wind in winter until midnight, you are in good health, why don't you ...... it" Suddenly, the voice was crying, soft, "I will never answer the phone casually in the future, I regret it so much, why...... I can't even think about when you started having a fever right now. ”

"We did what we loved, didn't you get rid of my high fever?" The evil voice sounded in his ears, and Xia Yimo laughed angrily.

"Hooligans!"

"Let's go find my mom's gift for us, in this room!" Mu Jingchen let go of her, swept around the bedroom that would take an hour to clean, and smiled playfully at Xia Yimo.

Mending the knife: "If you find it, you win." ”

Xia Yimo: "......!! ”